Текст песни Eminem - No Apologies   
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                                                                    [Verse 1:] 
In my mind I'm a fighter, my hearts a lighter 
My soul is the fluid, my flow sparks it brighter 
But arsenic writer, often with arth-er-itis 
Carpаl-tunnel, Marshal with start shit-itis 
Hard-headed and hot-headed 
Bull-headed and pig-headed 
Dick-headed a brick, a big headache I'm sick 
Quick with it for every lyric spit it 
There are 6 critics who wait, for me to slip with it 
So quit this dynamite stick, bury the wick 
Its gonna ex-plode any minute,   
Some lunatic lit it and its not Nelly,  
Do not tell me to stop yelling 
When I stop selling I'll quit  
So stop dwelling, I am not failing,  
Уou fuckers are not ready 
Cuz I got jelly, like jizzin on your pot belly 
This is destiny, yes money I'm off running,  
So get off of me 
I'm not slowing or softening 
 
[Chorus:] 
No apologies, nah suckers I'm not sorry 
You can all sue me; y'all could be the cause of me 
No apologies, y'all feeling the force of me 
No remorse for me, like there was no recourse (nah) for me 
No apologies, not even acknowledging you at all 
Till I get a call that God's coming 
No apologies, laugh fuckers, its all funny 
I can spit in your face while you're standing across from 
me 
No apologies 
 
[Verse 2:] 
My head hits the pillow, a weeping willow 
I can't sleep, a pain so deep it bellows 
But these cellos, help just to keep me mellow 
Hands on my head, touch knees to elbows 
I'm hunched over emotion just flows over 
These cold shoulders are both frozen 
You don't know me 
I keep saying it, I can't stress it enough 
So keep playing it, and stand next to the subs 
I choke mics like asphixation 
When I'm strangling my own throat masturbating 
Fuck yeah I'm a basket case 
And I mastered this rap shit till my ass gets wasted 
Till my assassination, till I'm slain cuz of some fags 
infatuation 
.44 Mag's fascination a taste for disaster  
And if that's the case then 
 
[Chorus:] 
No apologies, nah suckers I'm not sorry 
You can all sue me; y'all could be the cause of me 
No apologies, y'all feeling the force of me 
No remorse for me, like there was no recourse (nah) for me 
No apologies, not even acknowledging you at all 
Till I get a call that God's coming 
No apologies, laugh fuckers it's all funny 
I could spit in your face while you're standing across from 
me 
No apologies 
 
[Verse 3:] 
This song isn't for you it's for me 
A true MC, it's what I do 
Just to see if he still has it 
And if his skills mastered 
He's able to spill raps long after he's killed that's a 
Real MC got you feeling me 
Whether willing or unwillingly, you still agree 
As long as there's still this hunger, and will in me 
Then expect a longer life expectancy 
I'd be a savage beast  
If I ain't had this outlet to salvage me 
Inside, I'd be exploding soaked in self loathing 
And mourning so I'm warning you don't coax me 
It's silly, I'm really sheep in wolf’s clothing 
Who only reacts when he gets pushed don't be fooled 
The press blows up this whole thing, its stupid 
They don't know cuz they don't see 
That I'm wounded, all they did was ballooned it 
I'm sick of talking bout these tattoos Cartoon did 
That's why I tuned it OUT I'm sick of duking 
They can suck my dick while I'm puking, and you too you can 
 
[Outro:] 
Expect no sympathy from me 
I'm an MC, this is how I'm supposed to be 
Cold as a G, my hearts frozen it don't even beat 
So expect no apologies 
Expect no sympathy from me 
I'm an MC, this is how I'm supposed to be 
Cold as a G, my hearts frozen it don't even beat 
So expect no apologies